Official Princess Raquel Poetry Contest Thread

[Princess Raquel]

I am looking for a poem to use for future ideas. This topic was brought up in the chatroom. So here are the official rules.

1. Write a poem about "yours truly"

2. Post it in this thread

Simple enough.

The winner will recieve one year access to my inner site and will have there poem displayed on my site when it is ready.

All other participants will recieve a month access to my inner site for there efforts.

The contest begins now and ends April 10th, I will review all of them and decide a winner. Have fun!


Princess


PS - You have to be of legal adult age to enter, either 18 or 21 years of age depending on where you live

[someone43]

your blood is red, and your balls will turn blue, Princess Raquel will take it all if you spew.

[kesbabev]

Nervously, he doth approach,
pausing, waiting at the gate.
He makes his way to the door,
afraid, excited, almost late.

He places nuckles to the wood,
to rouse the the Princess who doth dwell
in the home upon the hilltop
tis the home of lady Raquel

Kneeling down, he know's his place
waiting here, his heart doth race
soon enough, the door does part
bestill my aching, pounding heart.

beckoned in, I make my way
on hands and knees, trembling so
leaving the safe warm light of day
into the dangerous land of woe

Tease, it seems,
must be her game
pondering words,
that seem so lame

Looking up
with tear filled eyes
facing weakness
that I despise

I give myself freely
with no regrets
Truly thankful
and in your debt.

You take me in
and keep me safe
You teach me, train me,
to be your waif.

A servant always,
loyal and true
never unhappy,
never blue

I leave you this,
a poem, a gift
to read, and smile
your heart, to uplift.

[redfred]

Princess Raquel,

Here is my entry, I hope you enjoy it


Title: Raquel Raquel

Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
belongs to a Princess
that has put me in a spell


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
has enter ever part of my being
including even the smallest of cells

Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
the name that inspired me
to become William tell


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
the sound of it makes my heart race
faster then a frightened gazelle


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
when it appears in the chat room
it attracts all of the male personnel


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
she denies us relief just as our
fantasies are beginning to jell


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
where does she hail from.. the north? or east?
are is she a lovely southern belle?


Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
will turn heads of all of mankind
even that gay guy named Mel

Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
why does her private videos make
parts of me turn blue and swell

Ohh Raquel Raquel
the name I know so well
I wish to do her name justice
but atlas I am just a mor-tel



I tried my best but it you would like more verses, let me know and I will work on it



red

[duke_no_cum]

My Dearest Princess Raquel
What will you do to me
Will you lock my cock up in a cage
And throw away the key

Will you tie me up and tease me
By playing with my cock
Or dress me in bra and panties
For everyone to mock

Will you light a votive candle
Cover my cock and balls in wax
Or take a flogger to me
And give me 50 thwacks

Or maybe lube my ass hole
And insert a large butt plug
Attach clamps upon my nipples
With a chain for you to tug

Maybe you’ll drain my balls
Into a glass or cup
And watch me while I drink
All of the cum juice up

Perhaps you’ll spank my bottom
Or squeeze my balls real tight
Perhaps you won’t do anything
But then perhaps you might!

[MontSpam]

In the book that
Will become my memories
On the very first page,
Which is the chapter when
I gave up control
Of my orgasms to her,
Appear the words,
"Here begins a new life."

Not a pansy, bitch or slut
Nor a sissy to be trained
Yet, naked was my body
Naked was my mind and soul
Was she naked too?
I need not have asked.
She merely laughed and
Held the key up for my view.

I want her to wear me
As she would a dress
So that I am always
Next to her and to be
Something she decides
To choose each morning.
Instead I serve her whims,
Though she’s not my cup o’ tea.

I lust to be controlled, as dark things
Are to be lusted for alone and in secret
Between the shadows of the night.
I follow her straightforwardly
Because I know no other way
To tame the desires within me
I pity the unfortunate who do not
See that the reward is mine not hers.

[nomp]

Some Haiku


Dominant and strong
Controlling every whim
Her, Princess Raquel.

She denies you and
pries from you your deepest wants
Her, Princess Raquel.

[Marke]

Princess Raquel

There is no escape!
Once you set eyes on her
You must accept your fate.
It is more than truth or dare.

Everything you see is real.
Everything you could ever dream.
You know she’s the one.
The most beautiful you’ve ever seen.

It’s as though she’s the first;
She’s been there all along.
You are naturally weak.
She is superiorly strong.

Princess was born to command,
You must serve and obey.
She will control your life
Every second of every day.

You will be her bitch, her slut.
You are hers to rape.
You must accept your fate
There is no escape!

[Carlcjjohnson]

Princess Raquel

We wait,
All of us,
Entranced by her,

A Real, a rarity indeed.

We wait,
All of us,
For permission from her,

Relief, a rarity indeed.

Bearing the brunt,
Of frustration induced,
By her,

Men who don't want, only need.

Brought to our knees,
By lock and key,
Nothing in our control,
everything in hers.

For never to be off, is to be turned on,
Restraint to be lost, is to be reward gone.

Beg at her feet,
A moan from below,
A cursory glance,
A resounding "No".



Hope you like it Princess

Short, but I think it gets the message across about what your soon-to-be-website is all about, since it will be the medium through which you do what you do

What do you think of all the poems so far?

[Makarov]

A Princess Raquel inspired poem
by Makarov

You submit to her under your own free will, knowing not what she will do
You know she may just leave you frustrated and aching when she's through
You lay upon her bed before her, naked, spreading your arms and legs
She binds you so you cannot move, she ties you tightly to the pegs

She wraps a blindfold over your eyes, casting the world in shadow
She sets headphones against your ear, and on the soft and low
There is her voice, a trail of delicate moans racing along the background
Without sigh she has left you in rapture to the constant of her sound

She gags your mouth with a damp pair of panties, your breathe through our nose
You smell the faint traces of perfume, the soft fragrance of a flower, a rose
You feel her fingers nails trace themselves along your body down to your cock
She slips her fingers around it and squeezes; it's hard as a rock

You buck and squirm on the bed, but the ropes hold you in place
She jerks your cock fast and hard, as if it were a race
To bring you as close as possible to orgasm, right before you could cum
And stop, letting your cock throb and squeal, and giggle at the fun

But then she takes hold of your aching cock once again, stroking so more
You feel so absolutely close to orgasm, your balls feel so sore
And then, much to your own surprise, much to your own delight
You feel her hand take you over the edge, past it and out of sight

You think there's nothing that can stop the cum, nothing in the land
When she presses down on the head of your cock with the palm of her hand
You get your orgasm, what you've desperately pleaded for
But she's the one that sets the rules, she's the one who makes the score

And lying on her bed, feeling as though you've been completely spent
You wonder where all of the cum, blocked by her, where it went

[Carlcjjohnson]

That's game over I guess, it's the 10th!

[subboytom]

Goddammit, I cant believe I missed this. Right, thats the last time I go on holiday. For what its worth, I thought MontSpam's effort was poetically the most skilful, escaping the rather basic rhythm and rhyme of some of the others - he managed, for instance, not to rhyme 'cock' with 'rock'. He has a pleasingly original way of expressing domination - in particular, 'I want her to wear me' is nice, coming immediately after the naked/clothed stanza.

I'm also impressed by nomp's haikus. I'm not a big fan of haikus usually, because you cant get much into such a short form, but these are skilfully done.

[The Edge 2.0]

Goddammit, I cant believe I missed this.

Because if the downtime yesterday, Raquel said she was going to extend the deadline. I'm not sure how far, subboy, but you might still have a chance to get in on the contest.

[The Edge 2.0]

A letter to Lt. Raquel of SOLDIER

Lt. Raquel,

My heart can find no proper way to begin this letter.
With nowhere to start, I suppose it's better
to jump right in with no regard
to the formality due an avant-garde
group such as SOLDIER.

The formality due...
This is hardly true, if anything, I rue these words.
And who knows, maybe to you it's never occurred
That anyone could bear hatred in his soul
for Shinra and its global control,
After all...

I may be a simple man from Niebelheim,
but I'm not so old I can't remember a time
when my memories of home were pure.
A time when I felt at peace, secure
before SOLDIER came...
The pain that flame caused...
The one SOLDIER burned into our very history.
And now Niebelheim's some tragic mystery,
a cursed tale to be avoided.
All because Shinra exploited
every last one of us,
Rufus sent that man to us...
the one that burned this town to dust.

Somehow, years later through soot and silt
Neibleheim's been rebuilt,
but our future is bleak,
our hope weakened
by the stigma SOLDIER left us as a parting gift.
Niebelheim Valley's become a rift
that no one but SOLDIER dares to cross
on missions meant to recover what's lost,
your precious MAKO.

It was on such a mission that I first laid eyes on you.

Through circumstances too stark to explain
I took over the inn at the end of the lane.
While SOLDIER were my only clients,
I hadn't the luxury of defiance,
there was no one else to take my beds,
spend their gil to keep me fed,
so I gritted my teeth and welcomed them
to a ghost town, and its comfortable inn.

The two of us met under such a factor,
you had just come down from the MAKO reactor,
and I've played the role of tolerance before
to every SOLDIER who opened that door,
but when I first laid eyes on you,
when your resplendent face first came into view,
I knew...
that my emotions could no longer conform
to the blind hatred I've held for the uniform.
I can't describe how shocked I was to find
the way that uniform made your essence shine
more radiantly than Ultima's light.
As I approached your table and begin to recite
the words of invitation, somehow I became lost
in a pair of eyes that sparkled like frost,

as if you were the goddess Shiva incarnate.

Perhaps this is not too far from reality,
for you have inspired a sense of vitality
in me that I have not known since the fire,
instilled in me this burning desire
that grips me
even more tightly than my memories
and refuses to yield,
as if seeing your face I was suddenly healed
no longer bound to a tragic past
instead I am bound in much sharper contrast
by the passion that you make me feel
as if your touch is even colder than steel
dousing the flames that have raged for so long
flling my soul with a chill winter's song
that I have been desperately needing.
I wish you could hear how fast my heart's beating
so I could show you my sincerity,
somehow share with you this clarity
that my eyes finally behold,
out of the flame and into the cold
I will follow you.

I have thought about you every night,
and even though it isn't my fight
I have decided to travel to Midgar soon,
Become a member of SOLDIER and join a platoon,
become one with MAKO and pilot the tanks,
do Shinra's bidding and move through the ranks
I will follow every order given within the regime
so that I may one day realize my one true dream...

Serving under you.

And now that this idea's been firmly planted,
know that it's something I don't take for granted
I will prove that I am worthy of your command
without fear that you must reprimand
some star-crossed boy led by emotion
to some distant city beyond the ocean
who never stopped to think it through,
for every thought since meeting has been of you.
One day I hope I will have the chance
to be before you in submissive stance,
not just that an officer would receive,
but as a man who dares to believe
he could serve not only the uniform - but the woman beneath.

That is the woman that has slowly invaded,
nights of dreams that reluctantly faded,
dreams of silver locks that shut,
a mouth that grinned like Bahamut
before unleashing a devastating flare
to seal me deep within your lair
this fate that you have trapped me in,
the simple need to touch your skin
a longing that can never be complete
forever burning as if Ifrit
boiled my very blood with his flame
touched my soul and branded your name
for all of Gaia to view.
My will now belongs to you.
This is the extent to which I've been driven
To please you I'd do any task given
I would fight to see a Midgar Zolom dead,
I would bring you the Ruby from Weapon's head,
If you asked it of me, I'd not rest til I found
the treasure of legend, Knights of the Round
I'd even travel North to the Crater's rim,
all of these I would do at your whim.

This is how far that I've been moved
And I only ask for the chance to prove
that I can serve you in this capacity
that I possess a true tenacity
that will see your every last desire fulfilled
though my muscles are weak and my sword unskilled
I will offer them with a determination
that will see me rise above my station
and make inevitable anything I do in your name.

As you read this, I have crossed your shore
soon to arrive at Shinra Corp.
where I will join SOLDIER's ranks.
No matter what, you have my thanks
for providing me
with a new destiny,
for am I finally free of Niebelheim
From this day forth I hope in time
that my new path is much more true
and leads me to better life -
a life that's lived serving you.

[toiletta]

Princess Raquel, Perfection and Bliss
On my knees, my tongue works
Not a toe will i miss
tied up tight
nipples in great pain
anything for Princess,
i would drink her golden rain

beat me for Your pleasure
slap me when i'm bad
torture me always
it is only Your pain that i love

i adore Your perfect body
pray for the honor of worshiping Your ass
to be Your toilet would be heaven
for just a moment of Your attention
no matter how cruel
keep me in chains
feed me gruel